I arrived at Army Training Centre Pirbright in September 1986. I was 16 years old. I came on a white elephant - an army bus from the train station - with the rest of the new recruit intake that day. It was a big camp, with about 1,500 men, and it was busy that morning, with lots of guys drilling on the squares and others watching from the windows of the various barracks. They knew I was coming. I looked around to see if there were any more Black people. There weren't. I was alone in a sea of white faces.
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